I see you – the sagging skin and desperate lies
The average made lethal in the dead stare of a million eyes
It never stops, it will never stop, I’m no longer waiting for the penny to drop
I was searching for some beauty and some grace- something to wash out this fetid space
I follow the taillights in the sky
Starting and ending with a sigh
Fading down corridors into another world
Away from the trivial the babble the trash they hurled
i feel the warm breath of a stormy sea
Hear waves ebb and flow deep inside of me
Feel its heart beating like it is my own
They will still be here long after I am gone
A soul at peace in a world of violence
And the sower will sow the word
And the word will be silence – Nash Nausher